Little Moments

You bent me over the kitchen counter, pressing your weight against me, curving your body around mine, as you kissed my exposed back, between my shoulder blades, up to my neck...slipping your hand around my collarbone, pulling me up to meet your lips.

These moments, when my body molds to yours, becoming malleable and willing...needing your direction, wanting your tender control...are the moments I cherish.  They are the moments that makes us more than simply husband and wife.  They make us lovers.

I appreciate your constant reminders.